Custodian
Harry Potter/Highschool DxD
Harry Potter/?
I own nothing
This is my first fic in the Highschool DxD world.

XVI: A Slice of Life

The news of this assault on the peace talks had rocked the Underworld. In fact any attack on the Satans would gather the attention of the Underworld, needless to say that Houses Sitri, Gremory and Bael were all collectively up in arms about it was saying something.

House Sitri was up in arms due to their Heir being in the line of fire and duty, being the ones to hold up the boundary; preventing discovery. House Gremory had a similar remit with Rias being in attendance, but also due to the fact that Serafall Leviathan had effectively poached their property.

Harry was technically only property or a member of Rias's part of House Gremory, but due to Rias herself being attacked; Crowley Gremory had managed to alter Harry's paperwork saying he was now a Contracted Mage of House Gremory in its Entirety, depending on Rias's permission.

Currently, Serafall and Harry were sitting in a docket, waiting for the time for them to present their defence. In all honesty, Harry had requested Crowley Gremory be the one to defend them; it had cost Harry, three favours and a ferret. The favours wouldn't do anything too harmful but it was more along the lines of 'I need some elegance and eloquence along with a bit of muscle and brain'; cheap intimidation tactics. Something that Crowley had in spades, due to his years of being a Devil; but Harry had it off the bat with his raw magical power and very distinctive trolling nature.

Harry's other requests as per his original contracts with Leviathan, Sitri, Gremory and Bael were paying off immensely. Harry had been employed by Sairaorg and his Team, affectionately known as Team Outcast, remain at the top of their category in a Rating Game. Harry had charmed Team Sairaorgs clothing to be as durable full-plate but as soft, flexible and manoeuvrable as silk.

The match had been one-sided, although it was remarkably one-sided anyway. Harry had seen and participated in Sairaorgs personal training routine and had found himself almost dying. Harry considered himself relatively in-shape, something that the majority of the Devils he hung out with agreed with. He might be a new Devil, but Harry had quickly found himself being thrown into Kiba and Koneko types of territory when it came to contracts. His dry humour, knowledge of pop-culture references and his tit-for-tat bargaining and counter-bargaining was second for none; thus he was busy raking in contracts left, right and centre. However, the one business that put him at odds with another Devil-clan was that of funerals and eulogy writing; however when one of his other clients had found him organising a funeral for a member of their family, Harry had been offered the chance to bury the entire families deceased as and when they came.

Thankfully, when it came to Masters and Servant peerage relationships, Harry lucked out yet again. Serafall had a full peerage that she relied on when she was a Sitri, as he was bound to Serafall Leviathan unless required, which wasn't often, he was free to do as he pleased. Although, he'd been required to play as the behind the scenes Big Bad Evil in a new Devil show known as the 'Oppai Dragon Emperor Adventures'. Getting paid to play the bad guy was fun! Getting paid to troll, Issei Hyodou, the apple of Rias's green/blue eyes was even better or was it betterer?

Currently at this point in time, Harry was passed out horizontally on Akeno's bed, looking more like his Direwolf familiar and animagus form. Akeno had taken one look at the two wolves curled up on her bed and had decided to keep them. "Who knew wolves the size of a Courser or a Destrier would win Akeno over?" Harry thought this particular late morning.

He had a funeral in six hours, then that was it. He would possibly garner three to four thousand yen in contracts if he decided to have a drinking session. But considering there was an evening shoot for the latest 'Oppai Dragon Emperor Adventure' that evening, it wasn't a good idea.

Sirius and Remus had opted to become Devils. Why had they chosen to become Devils? Serafall had sold it to them as 'rejuvenation' and a 'clean slate'. Sirius had become a mutated Knight Bishop piece, Remus on the other hand had become a mutated Knight Rook. This took nothing away from their spell reserves, but it had in Remus's case replaced his skin and bone form with one of well akin to Hugh Jackman only less broad; coupled with his werewolf form he was now able to shift into a very powerful hybrid form. A form that even caused Surtr Second, Sirzechs Gremory's monstrously powerful rook to pause; as a result Remus and Surtr Second had become very good friends and were when not running errands for their masters could be found training or drinking.

Remus and Sirius were found on the 'Oppai Dragon Emperor Adventures' as the straight and funny comedic but serious advisors and engineers for the BBE; they often managed to get caught in their own traps but managed to always escape afterwards.

"Now let us here from Mao Leviathan and her new piece. Representing them is Gremory Crowley."

Crowley walked in wearing a crisp black suit with a blood red, lining and a Gremory tie as is representation of the Gremory family. Crowley, was loyal to his family but even the Gremory knew that when it came to all things legal; Crowley was going to do it under his own power and now here he was, representing one of the Maou. "All Rise." Commanded the Astorath, preceding over the case.

The trial felt like a sham, but then again considering the barrister and solicitor team were from Crowley's own building. Serafall, smiled knowingly at Harry "It's fine, we've done nothing wrong."

"Nothing wrong? I'm pretty sure, I've botched the fine print on a few of…"

"No, you haven't. Zeo, would have given me the heads up; there is a reason why Zeoticus lets me do my lawyering for the entire family."

"Because you're vindictive king of the Crossroad deals, a Prince of Mayhem and for some reason has a ferret fetish. Speaking of, did they suffice?"

"Yes, and no. I've never seen Ferrets reproduce so fast so giving those hunters something to get off my tail was most hilarious indeed. However, I think you need to get your eyes tested; you see…they were ferrets successfully accumulated to the Gremlin Genus…You…" Harry paled.

"Please tell me those hunters didn't provide them with water or feed them after midnight."

Crowley had to fight off a grin "You, Harry…are the best human and converted Devil partner that I've ever had. Dare I say, it, you're almost like the best friend I never had."

"Get us acquitted or declared innocent and we'll party like its 1999."

"No suplexing me."

"Guaranteed, although drinking out hardened drinkers and leaving them with the tab should be fun."

Serafall, who had been working on some papers perked up at the sound of drinking "Where's the target?"

"Mortal side. Breeze in, challenge some drinkers, challenge them, win and leave them with the tab."

The trio cackled; soon enough the proceedings got on the way. Crowley and his team were perfectly executed in their delivery, it was made perfectly clear that whilst what Serafall had done was questionable; it wasn't illegal as such but rather the families Harry had sworn himself had felt rather hard done by.

The verdict was as Harry and Crowley predicted the duo were released, after Crowley and Harry finished discussing terms of payment and favours, Akeno in her Miko garb made her way over.

"Where are you off to?"

"Off to deliver sore heads and injured livers and hopefully not have to spend a dime."

"Isn't that illegal?"

"Couple memory charms and forget me charms and everythings fine. It's all legal, Akeno…unless its roofies."

Akeno chuckled at that "Should I be scared for mine and Rias's virtue?"

"Rias, not from me…Too much of an Oedipus and Elektra complexes there. You, only as scared as you want to be."

Akeno giggled at that "And if one hypothetically said, I'd want you to stay the night…"

"I'll be there…Just let me do this first." Akeno nodded, stepped into Harry's space and pulled his face to hers and wrapped her arms just under his ass. Harry did the same thing, then to either end matters or make them worse, Harry pulsed his magic in a single burst. It was one of intimidation and marking of ones territory, it didn't seem like much to Devils but no-one missed the intent.

Where others were given a sense of warning of where not to tread, Akeno felt the power and warmth emitting from the Custodian. "Ara, he's mine. All mine. Even though Rias-buchou couldn't bring him to our peerage with compromising his skillset; Mao Leviathan saved his life. Harry said, a life-debt is one of the most precarious situations of his people or anyone interacting with his people."

"You owe Leviathan…"

"my life. A life for a life."

"Nothing more, nothing less?"

"Nothing more, nothing less. I'm still yours in terms of beating heart, magic. I can't offer much, but I can honestly say I'll stand by you."

"Even if things might happen between you and Leviathan? I've seen you looking."

"If things happen between us, you're welcome to join. We're Devils darling, sinners need not apply."

Akeno giggled "Go. Away with your inherent disaster magic, you. Harry…I'll be waiting. Don't be out all night." With that Akeno rejoined Rias's peerage; where Hermione was standing where he would be.

Harry winked at Rias, nodded to Hermione; who in turn shook her head and mouthed 'I can't go anywhere without you', before they vanished. Sona, was there as well in the hallway, with her parents and peerage. "How does it feel to be free?"

"Considering that's the fairest trial, I've actually been to…that's something Prince Sitri."

"Please, Mr. Sitri, to you Custodian Potter."

"Only if you use the title Mister as well." Harry looked over his shoulder to see Serafall, jiggling on one foot.

"Our eldest is getting antsy…it appears Mr. Potter."

"That, Mr. Sitri, I agree. Inverted cross and I'll see everyone soon, if my liver hasn't committed suicide by alchohol. Sona, you'll see me sooner than others. Neville, don't be afraid to hit Vritra around the head because you can…Dragons need, specialised house-training. Sona's done a good job, I've built on it…"

Neville smirked "Yeah, yeah. You drink your boss under the table."

"Speaking of Sona…I might be poaching your peerage on occasion. Nothing serious, just strenuous but they'll appreciate it in the end."

"Custodian Potter, I don't like the familiarity that you're giving me and mine."

"Sona, I work for your sister. She's got her peerage running around after her like demented chickens, it's kind of adorable. I spend most of my days abed, in the library or in the training yards…"

"With alcohol." Neville added as Harry listed his daily routine.

"Then there's the paid trolling I get to do to Issei without alcohol. I still don't see why Sera won't let me. I'm the Big Bad Evil, he who nearly always beats the Oppai Dragon; but eventually loses due to some cockup on my part."

Neville chuckled "I forgot you were an anime devil."

"I'll shave you, Neville…Anyway, I'll be back…soon." With that Harry walked away, before firing off one last comment "Sona, I'd like to see you stop me; if Neville can train your dragon, I can train your peerage."

Serafall dashed over, grabbed Harry and practically forced him through a portal whilst jumping onto his back shouting "ONWARDS TO BATTLE! BUTTSTALLION!"

Harry, oblingly let out a whimpering but still accurate horse whinny. Harry thought he kept the thought secret but Neville picked up on it "What comes next is worth it. What comes next is worth it." Neville, had enough sympathy not to bring it up.

"It had better be spectacular, or you're buying all night." Neville said aloud, thinking about the potential opportunity to flabbergast the unflappable Harry Potter. There was nearly ten thousand yen in galleons up for grabs!

"What was that Neville?"

"The sweet, sweet, taste of a little something we Brits call…Blackmail."